That is the blood of the lamb
splattered across my new sparkly
I must have looked like I needed
more help than a simple sip would bring.
Anyway, the picture reminds me of an old
friend who once told me the nuns at her
school said never to bite into the Host or
the blood of Jesus would come gushing
out of her mouth
and from there presumably, if she was lucky enough
to have one, onto her new sparkly pineapple t-shirt.